After visiting the bar, Captain Ishida Hisashi needed something lighter to do, something less tense. So he decided to pay Tanya and her sister a visit. The sight of the young was something he savoured; it gave him hope and motivation. Everything could go wrong, and normally they do, but for him, as long as the children were safe, it would be fine for him. The visit itself would just be a random visit. The only real practical purpose being to remind the dwindled family that they had missed their medical checkup.

It was a monthly thing, something that he had made compulsory ever since his arrival. Immediately upon checking everyone's health, he found out that it was severely needed. With survival being jeopardised, no one had paid attention to such things as nutrition, hygiene and proper medical procedures. As a result, half the camp was lacking in one nutrient or another. Lice was common, and so were festering wounds. The American soldiers were far too busy with fighting the Kyonshi that they couldn't do much to attend to this problem; not that they had much in the way of medical expertise to begin with. All they had was a few medics and some common sense.

After dismissing his fellow Kyonshikirapeitai, he made his way to the RV in question. After living for two months in camp, he was starting to get a hang of who lives where, which would be important in emergencies. Walking up to the door, he knocked on it a few times. "Hello? I am Captain Ishida Hisashi of the UN Peacekeepers." His left hand was resting on the hilt of his katana. It was a common habit within his unit, but out here in the warzone, it was a useful habit to have. With just his left hand resting on the handle of his katana alone, several moves with his sword would be possible.